Lavish

Cash cash, lavish All this money (Cash, cash) Turned me to a savage (Savage) Louis, Gucci Yeah, I got a habit (Habits) Living good Yeah, I'm livin' lavish (Lavish) Check the wrist watch This a icy Patek (Patek, Patek) Awe man I got em' mad again All in they feelings Never had help Was always the helpin' hand That's God's plan Whatever I'm steppin' in Cost big bands Back of the Bach, bitch (Bitch) Catch me at Saks Fifth I'm runnin' out of patience I'm anything but basic Balmain on the pants Walk up in my closet Designer shit from France Yeah, my drip is expensive No you cannot rent this I'm never actin' reckless 50 thousand on the necklace Sippin' sippin' I know you sittin' reminiscin' On the time we put in Big duffle bag full of all the racks I'm gettin' Got a lot of pain But I always hold it in I'm always layin' low Tell the valet pull the Rolls Empty clips that need disposed I done switched the flow Lot of shit I don't expose (Shh) He know I'm the drippiest He know I'm the vibiest Walk into the dealership Cop another foreign whip My new jeweler keep me flossy Gotta watch who's around me I'm the queen so they crown me Pockets deep think I'm drownin' I'm verified, without the verification I hit the club, Gucci shades, Purple my liaison They treat me like I'm famous I'm on ya bitches' playlist Check the status, A-List My Smith & Wesson stainless (Uh) I spent days prayin' I spent nights cryin' So many diamonds in the face Yeah, it's perfect timin' Flawless pussy soaking wet He about to dive in Thousand dollars on the bottle You know what the vibe is (Bitch) All this money Turned me to a savage (Savage) Louis, Gucci Yeah, I got a habit (Habits) Living good Yeah, I'm livin' lavish (Lavish) Check the wrist watch This a icy Patek (Patek, Patek) You thought I was finished? That was just a demonstration I could really show you somethin' Like an illustration All that shit you talkin' flagrant Wanna learn? I could sign you up, administration And just so you know, I wrote this on my own Tell the billboard have my spot Because I'm comin' home Watch me claim my throne This ain't no two minute skit I done stayed up, wrote for hours And rehearsed this shit Always write when I'm sober Need no pill, lil bitch Everybody want fame But don't wan' put work in I know where I'm goin' They give me front row service Drive me around, chauffeur I'm never usin' someone's clout I got my own exposure My lens is always focused I don't need no closure I just wish you well And try my best to hold composure These other rappers nervous I cut the beat up, surgeon I see these bitches lurkin' I told him close the curtains, gone All this money Turned me to a savage Louis, Gucci Yeah, I got a habit Living good Yeah, I'm livin' lavish Check the wrist watch This a icy Patek Naiomi (Naiomi, Naiomi)